
letra de hightech level - dody6
[chorus: dody6]
i shoot this sh-t at a high tech level
defenition of evil, you would think i was a devil
i’m finna bust down my neck, all beggettes
[?] buck 40 [?]
[?] don’t get scratched
tryna impress that lil b-tch, you gon’ get pressed
i shoot this sh-t at a high tech level
defenition of evil, you would think i was a devil
i’m finna bust down my neck, all beggettes
[?] buck 40 [?]
[?] don’t get scratched
tryna impress that lil b-tch, you gon’ get pressed
[verse 1: ralfy the plug]
that lil bbl job, ain’t finna impress him
my diamonds on my neck, ice froze, you go jetsking
your b-tch a good girl, but she gon’ let me hit
probably won’t see another dollar, once you let me get it
[?] half a cheese burger, that’s me being generous
still getting the biggest bag, ’cause i’m not a beginner, deer
a room full of boss, don’t let them bumm n-ggas get in here
[?] at the end of the year
you say who dropped a tape? i wasn’t awhere
drop kick with this [?] if you run up [?]
on the plug with no blamer, i wouldn’t double dare you
[?] blue tips, and they not sparing you
the plug
[chorus: dody6]
i shoot this sh-t at a high tech level
defenition of evil, you would think i was a devil
i’m finna bust down my neck, all beggettes
[?] buck 40 [?]
[?] don’t get scratched
tryna impress that lil b-tch, you gon’ get pressed
i shoot this sh-t at a high tech level
defenition of evil, you would think i was a devil
i’m finna bust down my neck, all beggettes
[?] buck 40 [?]
[?] don’t get scratched
tryna impress that lil b-tch, you gon’ get pressed
[verse 2: t.0wee]
he got pressed [?] pressed his luck with hood rats
[?] feeling sick, ’cause she don’t wanna send the jug back
make a left and leave him stretched, if he [?]
that’s besides the point, i might take that n-gga [?] and go pick a choice
you ain’t [?] glock, baby, what’s the point?
he already sold a b-tch problems, i just want the [?]
[?] headache, you ain’t f-cking up this [?] ’cause you not important
a high tech b-tch [?] she ain’t into [?]
level up or sit down [?]
this p-ssy n-gga talking ’bout being evil with no clique now
i see way too many people, where’s my stick now?
she wants me to go, i ain’t even put the d-ck down
[verse 3: blue pesos]
2023, it’s ’bout time for the crips now
a hundred in a coupe, get [?] with the [?]
[?] that’s what n-ggas get for staring at me
opps in my dms, [?]
off a four, mud walking, jack and jill with me
party, we got mud and guns, and it’s plenty b-tches
sneak dissing, na, n-gga, snuffed in the club
you gotta pay to get in, and they ain’t pay, that’s the [?]
[?] in my lungs
[?] you need to take it to the dump
godd-mn it, it’s a [?] b-tch, i’m in a rush
n-ggas’ll risk it all, for a b-tch they don’t know
i got two [?] on the floor
[?] rappers still get it out the [?]
cold devil in my ear, like it’s dough behind this door
you ain’t really tryna see me, then, b-tch, let me go
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